Dark red lightning shot out from the tip of the whip and expanded rapidly to form a large net, occupying one-third of the space in the Battle Hall. Everyone was surrounded by the net, with Mu Xingqiu the exception. He stood on the ground, and there was no lightning in a very narrow space around him. In the eyes of the people in the net, he seemed to be wrapped in the power grid.

The real feeling will not lie. Mu Xingqiu is a spell caster and cannot feel the slight oppression in the lightning net. However, a large number of Taoist priests must carefully bear this unsettling feeling, control the storm of inner elixir, only protect themselves, and not cast spells to resist.

But when it comes to dangers in the situation, no one can compare with Mu Xingqiu. He casts two spells at the same time, two completely opposite spells.

Liang Shiji was under the technique of summoning the soul. Under the influence of lightning, his soul was even more fragile, making a series of vague sounds, as if he was begging for mercy miserably, but no one could hear what he was saying. This great talisman master was in an extremely subtle state. His soul could not be completely integrated with his body. It would trigger a passive talisman to destroy both the body and the soul, but he could not completely leave his body. Because Yang Qingyuan's soul and Liang Shiji's body disappeared, at most, the two would die for half a quarter of an hour.

It was not him who mastered this subtle state, but Mu Xingqiu. Compared with Fangfang's soul, Liang Shiji's soul was pitifully weak, and he was not bound by the magical artifact like Si Ming Ding. He only needed a very little soul power to pull it into the Frost Soul Sword. Mu Xingqiu must accurately control the power in the sword in order to keep one soul and one body in the only safe state.

Another illusion of thoughts by Mu Xingqiu asked him to release his power without reservation. Because he had to be distracted from controlling the Frost Soul Sword, he could only reach the sixth level of the illusion, but he was still approaching the limit. The red light on the surface of the lightning net flowed at an extremely fast speed, constantly striking the fighting hall blessed by the talisman.

The whole house was shaking slightly, dust fell, and small cracks began to appear on the walls and the ground.

Yang Qingyin was anxiously preparing to talk to Zuo Liuying through her head. She held Bald's hair tightly without any need. Bald's teeth grinned at this, but did not scream.

Shen Hao and dozens of Taoist priests of Pangshan each controlled three or four magic weapons, and worked together to trap Shen Geng and prevent his soul from escaping.

Shen Geng did not cherish Ding Wei's body, struggled hard among dozens of light shields, laughing wildly, "As sooner or later, you will encounter a similar situation - the Taoist priest was controlled by the demon seed, don't learn from Mu Xingqiu now. He foolishly wanted to save two bodies, killing was the only way, only..."

With a loud bang, Shen Geng's declaration was interrupted by a loud noise, and Mu Xingqiu defeated the power of the talisman in the hall.

When fighting with Shen Hao a few days ago, Mu Xingqiu had broken the hall talisman. Shen Geng found that the power of the illusion exceeded his expectations, so he prepared a stronger talisman, but due to Ding Wei's own level of cultivation, the talisman still could not reach the level of Lan Curling, and could only reach the seventh level of Starfall.

He thought this was enough.

The entire hall made a noise like a broken bone. The room, which was expanded by the power of the talisman, began to collapse inward, and nearly five hundred Taoist priests floated in the air. The distance between them was rapidly shrinking.

Yang Qingyin reacted the fastest. As soon as the hall began to change, she cast a spell on the bald man as soon as the talisman was lifted. She shouted: "Shen Geng is in Wangshan Gang Hall!"

One sentence is enough. Shen Geng once snatched Yangshen Peak and killed many innocent disciples. He was Pang Shan’s unforgivable sinner. Zuo Liuying would act immediately when he heard this person’s name.

The Taoist priest of Luanjingshan who was seriously looking for signs of souls then responded. The female Taoist priest in the northeast corner screamed: "Finally found!"

Next were the Taoist priests who were monitoring the portal. They were ready to go, waiting for the talisman to fail. Dozens of magic were issued at the same time, and all hit the gate. The entire door and the surrounding walls were smashed to pieces. The Taoist priests flew out immediately, not because they were afraid, but because the hall was getting smaller and smaller, and they were almost unable to accommodate nearly five hundred people.

Mu Xingqiu took back the soul-calling technique and left Liang Shiji's soul and Yang Qingyuan's body to the Taoist priest of Luanjingshan to deal with. In his eyes, the most important goal was Shen Geng.

Erliang's death was a wound in his heart. Over time, the wound not only had no scars, but it hurt even more frequently. He didn't even dare to touch or remember. Finally, he could tear the wound open and solve it completely.

The lightning net suddenly disappeared, and the second lightning flashed out of the tip of the whip, piercing the light shields made by dozens of Taoist priests of Pangshan, and wrapped Shen Geng again.

"Everyone goes out."

This is not an order, but it is more effective than an order. No one hesitates, and no one even thinks about what qualifications does Pang Shan’s Mu Xingqiu have to say this. The Taoists flew out of the hall in an orderly manner, even Shen Hao, Yang Qingyin and others were no exception. They all knew that this battle belonged to Mu Xingqiu and Shen Geng, and the others were spectators.

Only the bald man hesitated for a while and was taken out by Yang Qingyin.

Soon, the hall returned to normal, not small, 178 meters wide and 4 meters long. However, compared with the hall blessed by the talisman, it still seemed narrow and cramped.

Mu Xingqiu didn't care. He didn't even care whether another body and soul had been properly handled. He had to concentrate on dealing with Shen Geng. He had had a chance, but he was lost from his hands due to various accidents. This time, he had to hold it firmly.

"You can always win, it must be good, right?" Shen Geng said hatefully, losing his complacency and arrogance in his voice. The talisman in the Battle Hall was broken, which was a heavy blow to him. "What do you do next? Kill me and this useless body? The idiot in Luanjing Mountain did not find Ding Wei's soul."

"I want to fight the real you. Without anyone else, we are the two of us."

"Ha, you have notified Zuo Liuying and are still saying such big talk."

"Zuo Liuying just prevents you from escaping."

"Your tone seems to have become Grandmaster Pang Shan. Will Zuo Liuying obey your arrangement?"

"This is not my arrangement, it is his arrangement. He hopes that Taoist Pangshan will defeat you openly."

"Haha, the wild boy in the past has also become a servant of sweet words. Do you think that if you please Zuo Liuying, he will listen to you? Do you think I will believe your lies? Do you think that you can trap me with your ability? What a pity, you ruined my good show, but you can't keep me."

As soon as the last word finished, Ding Wei's body fell down, like a clothes rack with a human face mask. A piece of paper talisman appeared in the air, and no fire spontaneously ignited, turning into a ball of clear smoke.

Mu Xingqiu quickly narrowed the lightning net and surrounded the smoke. He immediately knew that he had made a mistake. There was no power in the smoke. Shen Geng's soul escaped from the siege. He dared to stay in the hall at that time because of this move to defend himself. He hoped to see Mu Xingqiu kill Ding Wei and Yang Qingyuan, but he didn't want to die.

Mu Xingqiu's reaction was also extremely rapid, and he immediately used the technique of summoning the soul. At most, there were two souls in the Wangshan Taoist Hall and even the entire Taoist Hall area. One of them must be Shen Geng. Absorbing the soul is a taboo. Mu Xingqiu's intention was not to "summoning the soul", but to "chasing the soul". He wanted to track the whereabouts of Shen Geng's soul.

Someone reacted faster than Mu Xingqiu. As soon as the soul power in the Frost Soul Sword was released, a muffled groan came from the air outside the hall. Mu Xingqiu had no time to fly out of the door, and jumped up directly, broke through the roof, and saw Shen Geng who was more than ten feet above the ground - himself and his empty and cold eyes.

Shen Geng hid his body in the air, using Longbin Society's talismans invisible. This move was very risky and clever. He bet that the higher Taoist gaze would not turn here. For many years, Longbin Society was covered with various talismans in the sky, some visible and some invisible, and the Taoist sect had long been used to it. Even if the signs of the talisman were detected, they would not care too much.

Mu Xingqiu immediately understood how Shen Geng escaped and how he appeared.

Zuo Liuying once demonstrated to several Taoist priests Pangshan on the road that there is a wonderful connection between the ashes of the talisman and the spell. If you take action quickly enough, you can break the ashes before they dissipate, and the talismans and spells in the distance will also be greatly affected. It was Shen Geng who used this connection to complicated a talisman in the sky, thus breaking away from the constraints of the lightning net.

As for appearance, it is because someone casts spells faster and more accurately.

"Zuo Liuying." Shen Geng whispered to the name. His plan was too risky. Once the high Taoist priest's eyes turned here, he still had nowhere to hide.

The head of the Forbidden Secret Department did not even appear, and even the spells were fleeting. Most Taoists on the ground did not notice it at all. They raised their heads when they heard the muffled groans and the sound of roof shattering, and suddenly saw the planner of the conspiracy tonight - for many, it was a strange face, but for others, it was an enemy meeting.

Taoist priests of Pangshan flew up and surrounded Shen Geng up and down, left and right.

The ban is meaningless in the imperial capital.

"Do you still want to fight fairly with me?" Shen Geng said sarcastically. Even if there was no way out, he was not afraid at all.

"It cannot be said that it is completely fair. I am strong and you are weak. This is unfair." Mu Xingqiu said calmly, signaling Taoist Pang Shan around him to put away his magic weapon and retreat. He was enough by himself.

Shen Geng's face was slightly distorted, and he still refused to heal his eyes and could only see things with magic, which made him even more hideous, "Then I will give you a fair."

Shen Geng made a move. His magic weapon was an emerald green jade Ruyi, and it also shot a green light, as bright as a series of demon species. The Taoist priests watching the battle were all shocked. It was an amazing ability to condense the five elements spells into light, and only some high-level Taoist priests could do it.

Shen Geng naturally had talismans in his hands. Even so, he could condense the Dharma and turn light into light, and his own level of cultivation was not low.

The two were very close to each other, only about twenty steps, which was like a close fight for the Taoist priest. As soon as the green light shot out, it reached Mu Xingqiu's body, and was blocked by dark red lightning.

"The Dao Fire is not extinguished." Even though he has become a demon Taoist priest, Shen Geng still considers himself a true Taoist descendant.

"The power of a thought." Mu Xingqiu also clarified his identity.

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